My heart a home, you could be it's owner.
For when Love bleeds dry, I will be your donor.
I am here for you, anything you need.
Your word is my command, anything you plead.
This feeling I have, without you it's cold.
Took time to feel this way, true Love to mold.
It's hard to describe, I know it's Love.
My chest rises skyward, my heart a fleeting dove.
If you'll be my writer, I'll be your story.
We'll journey lands together, with Love and for glory.
Walls prevent us from meeting, around us a gate.
Suddenly they crash down, for true Love is fate.
All this time, I've wondered where you were.
First time we met, my heart it did spur.
Now that we're together, may we never break apart.
Forever I will hold you, forever in my heart.
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My Poetry
PoetryA small collection of my poems :3 Subjects for the poems may be varied. I've been thinking of trying to do a poetry challenge lately as it may be a fun way to challenge your creativity. For example: If you normally wrote about love or sadness in a...
